It's funny how I don't cry,
It shouldn't be but is is,
I get beat,
punished,
yelled at,
and ignored but I don't cry,
I take it in and release positive emotions,
I hope it hides my other side,
I'm helpless to my selfish desires,
I can't fight it,
I can't get better because nothing is changing,
So I don't change,
I need a flashlight in this well i'm stuck in,
I can't escape myself,
I can't release my emotions,
but I can release others,
I laugh when I think about it,
I'm drowning and no one notices,
And when they do I push them away,
And put on my mask
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The Story of My Life Poetry
AcakThis is poems, and rants I go on about my emotions or actions, so stuff going on in real life.
